Retort

Listen close to the heart of the weak
For when it is love you seek,
You will find they have what you need
Along with a small dose of misery

Minstrels of Madness
With firey words of sadness
Repress the joy that saturates life
With hell, screams, and strife

Take my hand little dreamer,
Become one with me, my schemer
I cannot fight without you by my side
I cannot live without you as mine


This pain, anguish, and fear
All because of your words and how they sear
My flesh is singed, but my heart is gone
Give me hope, this will leave at dawn

With songs you sang, dances you danced
All for the sake of this romance
You whisper this is the end
I've seen it all along, yet still upon you, I depend

Evil has been dealt  unto me,
Only you can set me free.
Will you allow me to spread my wings?
Or is it you, who will make sure I cannot sing?